CH 631

the S-Classes that i raised chapter 631

Alps (3)

Two and one golden eye looked at each other as if they were observing each other. There was hardly any emotion contained in the gaze. As if reading an elongated programming language, he mechanically grasped the other person. After a short silence, the two opened their mouths at the same time.

"Simple traces."

"You turned the time back."

Sung Hyeon-je slowly glanced down his traces from head to toe. It could be said that the future is 5 years and 4 years from now, but it is actually a piece of the past. Faded hair, old eyes, a white shirt with the top two unbuttoned, one empty arm, pants and gray slippers with loose, straight lines that seem to be indoors.

It was a sense of looking at old photos rather than looking at the same person as myself. Sung Hyun-je kicked his tongue.

"It's still boring, pretty exhausted, and the look doesn't make sense."

you are ."

The old traces raised the tip of the lips a little.

"You're young. Maybe more than Sung Hyeon-je dozens of times ago."

The appearance does not change. Even after hundreds of thousands of lives, I couldn't seem to find any traces of time. However, the atmosphere that people embraced, their eyes, and expressions were different. If the body is forever, the things in it are bound to grow old and begin to count. From that point of view, Seong Hyeon-je was clearly young.

Sung Hyun-je laughed silently.

"Perhaps it feels like I've been living in a very long time."

While enjoying all kinds of emotions.

"I was quite upset just a few days ago. It must have been anxious, sad, and a little sad."

It was a charming shake. Sung Hyeon-je was able to control himself and his surroundings close to perfection. But that was the only way to make his world more faded, as he stopped. However, it is not meaningful to shake it deliberately, so it was a natural procedure to be unable to drag and drop various breeding targets in a wide fence, and to snoop on wild animals beyond that.

"On the other hand, I seem to have lost everything before returning."

"I was writing about a postcard."

Old traces have taken steps. Following his movement, the blurry surrounding landscape became clear. A white mountain towered over the antique fireplace, carpeted floor, and large arched windows. It wasn't as widespread as the Seseong Guild's mansion, but it was a house that couldn't be said to be frugal. Just because I was stuck in the mountains, there was no reason to stay in a single hut, nor did I deliberately decorate the simplicity.

"The summer season was too short."

One died as a result. The remaining one personally erased the memory. And he was left alone in this place where the ice cap was visible. The trail's fingertips swept through the postcards on the desk. It was a common touristic postcard with the scenery of the lake. Even if it's abandoned in the ground, it's plain enough to pass by casually.

An old trace leaning on the desk at an angle looked up at Sung Hyeon-je. There was no emotion in the one eye.

"So tell me."

Sung Hyeon-je said softly as if soothing. The trail leaned a little. My lips were closed.

"Let us not do the same thing over and over again."

"It's not "we"."

The trace opened his mouth calmly.

"You don't see me as yourself."

"I think it's my past and future."

"And since I was also Sung Hyeon-je, I have no feelings for you."

The average person feels unpleasant and threatened by the same beings as they are. But Sung Hyeon-je was different. The one who had been firmly maintained in the self that had been accumulated over and over again could not be shaken. Unlike Sigma, which had not yet accumulated a lot of repulsion, Sung Hyeon-je treated Sigma lightly.

At the same time, because of this, I did not feel the need to cooperate with myself in the past and in the future. They were the same, but they were definitely different. Seong Hyeon-je had something she wanted, but she was indifferent to her.

Sung Hyun-je opened his eyes slightly.

"I am also picky. Wouldn't it be nice to do good things sometimes."

"A stupid sound."

"Actually, I have a son."

The trace raised one eyebrow. It seemed that I was a little interested. To derive information from him, we had to come up with something of similar value. Material things are of course useless if traces disappear soon.

"Is it possible to say that Director Song Tae-won is also raising children?"

"That's a little curious."

"It's a cute kid. I follow my dad very well. It seems that even in the offices of each building, the hard boss is secretly called Song-i's father. I often leave my child at Han Yu-jin's house for work. I'm still busy."

"Is it Han Yu-jin that I know?"

Postcards circulated at the fingertips of the trail. Attracting attention was definitely a success.

"If you look at it, the first is the child between Han Yu-jin and his younger brother. The second is Soyoung, and the third is the breaker guild leader."

If Han Yu-jin had been here, it was a messy family relationship that would have grabbed Sung Hyeon-je's power right away.

"I am not human."

The old trace said quickly.

"And the return was due to Han Yu-jin. I'm glad I reconciled safely with my younger brother. It was the only thing that bothers me."

"We are very close. Not long after returning, we started living together. The little girl is also with you."

Sung Hyeon-je took out his cell phone. A photo of a boy with pale pink hair in the article filled the screen of his phone. The trace lay down the postcard and lightly touched it under the chin.

item? skill?

It's close to the skill side, but it seems that I also helped.

Han Yujin's.

The voice of the trace was cut off and then continued quietly.

rearer.

"You mean the title."

"The title of caregiver itself is common. And Han Yu-jin was born and raised an S-class. It was estimated that there would be no title as it was known that the relationship between the two was bad in the world."

"Actually, since we are dead and unable to live, there is a high possibility that Han Yu-jin has the highest rank among the known caregiver titles."

The trace stared at Seonghyunje.

"You don't know yet. Or are you pretending not to know."

"I have to take some time to reflect on my speech habits."

No signs of readiness, of course.

widely!

Slippers touched the nose of the shoe. The only hand of the trace cut through the air, facing Sung Hyeon-je's neck, and his arm wrapped in the sleeve of his suit blocks the front. Tsar- The protruding golden chain shook in the air, unable to break. The current flashed lightly. Only the carpet of the child burns black and gives off a strong smell.

"You also met."

Said the trail. A black shadow oozes from the hand of Sung Hyeon-je's forearm. Sung Hyeonje also brought out the power of looting, but it was much weaker. The trace of confirming it twisted the tail of his mouth.

"I seem to know to some extent what happened back then."

"I had a chance to look before the return. And even now, I almost had an unwanted wedding."

"Han Yujin was there."

"That's also one of the reasons I've come this far. The crescent moon was nestled in Han Yu-jin's body."

Right.

Suddenly, the sound of the twisting of the bones of the forearm was faintly heard. It has almost the same power. There is a gap of 4 years. However, just before the return, Sung Hyeon-je lost part of his body and died for a long time. So, it was right if there wasn't a big difference from the current Sung Hyeon-je. The overall physical strength may have rather weakened.

However, the looting, the power left by Song Tae-won, was scrambling and weakening even the magical power that protects Sung Hyun-je's arm.

Awkwardly

Just before his arm broke, Sung Hyeon-je's hand on the uncaught side swung a short dagger. The use of looting traces was adept. Direct body contact should be avoided as much as possible. The blade cut the shirt of the trail shallowly. The trace that seemed to retreat from the arm, lowered his body and raised his leg long.

If you block it as it is, you will not be protected by magical power and your bones will be crushed. While kicking high near the waist, Seong Hyeon-je quickly pulled out a long rod and put it on the floor. Quazzik! The middle of the rod is broken, and it is bent strongly with a character. Sung Hyeon-je, who was holding the top of the rod, sprang up and rotated in the air, following the bending force. At the same time.

Tsar!

The chain that had been inside the rod came out and entangled the legs of the trail. Sung Hyeon-je turned around and landed and pulled the chain strongly. The chain weakened by the looting was soon broken, but the movement of the trace could be stopped for a while.

It was time to counterattack, but instead of attacking, Sung Hyeon-je stepped back. He touched his throbbing arm and looked at the old traces causing his body.

"Was you trying to cut off the crescent moon by looting?"

naturally.

I couldn't have used the key that Song Tae-won finally handed over.

"But the strength I received was only a fraction. I've gotten good at using it, but it's impossible to cut down old trees with pruning shears. Within the time given to me."

Even if the constantly falling water droplets cut the rock, it took a long time. During that long and long time, the crescent moon would not have been just watching.

"Shall I show you a picture of a cat as a consolation?"

Sung Hyeon-je did not hear the answer and uploaded a picture on his phone.

"This cat is Han Yu-jin."

"In the meantime, I learned an interesting trick."

"And this is the gorgeous wedding dress of Chief Tae-won Song, which is hard to see twice. Yujin Han also wore it. To overturn my wedding."

It was fun.

"It turns out that the bride's mother died at my hand before the return. Right here."

I was surprised, said Sung Hyeon-je.

"Anyway, he said I killed him, so that day is over. Do you remember?"

"Marissa Moore."

The trace traces the memory.

"There would have been no children."

"I didn't resemble my mother. She's a cute girl."

"I was born with S-class qualities, but before awakening, my body, which had already been senile, couldn't handle the S-class stats."

Depending on the state of the body, there was a limit to the stats that could be awakened. Even if the original qualities were advanced, the awakening stats fell in order to survive if the body could not accept it during awakening. Therefore, most of the hunters with advanced physical stats were not past their thirties even if they were old.

"Even so, I wonder if I was paying attention, and after I ended the contract and disappeared, the curse venom king approached Moore."

"Is it that guy?"

"The details are unknown, but Moore contacted the crescent moon, who was trying to check my condition through the king of the cursed poisonous dragon species, and deliberately exploded a dungeon around here."

Using the brief moments of the dungeons influencing this world, the new moon once again tried to reclaim the small moon. However, it was one step earlier that Sung Hyun-je killed Marisa.

"Marissa Moore wanted to protect this world. And I was effectively dealing with the European hunter world."

"The death of Moore would have meant that the Crescent Moon had achieved its purpose."

It was difficult even as a crescent moon to interfere directly with one world and force the awakener out. That is why they usually recovered the small moon only when they were on the verge of destruction. However, the power of looting was given to Sung Hyeon-je before the return to wait as leisurely as in the past. I can't break the number of entangled webs right away, but I have the power to cut them one by one after a long time.

Before that, Marissa Moore must have been brought in to lead the world to destruction. As whispered to countless Transcendentalists in the past, proclaiming more world salvation. It is a success even if the small moon is safely recovered, and even if Marisa dies at the hands of Sung Hyeon-je, it is a success.

"Is that the reason why Han Yu-jin lost his younger brother and returned to his home?"

It is also that DiArma suddenly aimed at Han Yu-jin, who had not been interested in her for nearly a decade. But the regression would not have been what the crescent moon was hoping for. Sung Hyeon-je drew a smile as if cheerful.

"You must have been disappointed because Chief Tae-won Song was revived and he was further away from destruction."

"And now the key must be Han Yu-jin."

The trail was saying.

"The key to be released is also."

I don't have a hobby of breaking keys while turning by force.

Well.

As I moved my steps, the trace looked down again at the leaves of the desk.

"Enjoying all your emotions means you can always take a step back and watch. An emotion that can't afford to enjoy. You're too old to get mad like you're going crazy and sad like you're out of breath."

Sung Hyeon-je did not answer. The trail laughed.

ask. I'll answer you in the very short time. However, as it is, it always has the same ending."

-Dad, I'm fine.

The little fairy dragon clenched his fists and said. But I couldn't hide all my trembling eyes. Gyeol, who had held back all kinds of emotions, opened her mouth again as if determined.

-Let's get rid of it and eat the Sesung Guild with Dad!

Who showed the child an article on the inheritance problem. But it was a little appealing.

Turn over the wedding and lunch that day. I expected it halfway, but it was slightly more upset than I expected. No, but it's not. How much do you make a novel just by the appearance of a similar child? People are so great.

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